——The world’s a fashion-plate,
And all the men and women tailors’ dummies,
Who note the march of time by changing clothes,
A masher once, a man’s a masher always,
No matter what his age is. At first a baby
In a lace gown ogling his ancient nurse;
And then the public schoolboy, with his collar
Broad and snow-white, who gives his mind to ties,
And has no love for school-books. Then the dandy